Lords of the Underworld [malexmale]

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen

"Oh god, yes." I moaned.

Niki beamed brightly as he kneaded his thumbs into my foot that hung out of the bath tub. He looked more than pleased to be back to work again, wearing only a pair of shorts and a purple tank top that Lucifer had given him. He still wore the patch over his eye to avoid the bright lights damaging his healing eye.

This bath was just what I needed. My whole body had ached and throbbed the whole way in here and I had debated simply climbing into bed and rotting there, but Niki had come in and convinced me to take a bath. I was glad I did. The hot water soothed my aching bones and caressed my skin like nobody's business. Even better was that Niki was massaging my feet with some special lotion that made them soft.

"What master do today?" Niki asked as he slid his fingers in between my toes, making me arch my back before sighing in relief. I paused to frown, tilting my head to the side to stare out the long window that stared out over the ocean, but even from here, I could see the bright colorful lights of the city. It was sunset around this time, but it was rather cloudy, so it was like night had already blanketed the city.

Did I dare go out there? What if I was recognized? What if people fled at the sight of me as they would in my own realm? Or worse, spat at me because they thought Lucifer could protect them from my wrath?

"Staying here," I said at last, turning to look at Niki, who gave me a curious stare, "There's got to be something here to entertain me." Niki chewed at his bottom lip as he pressed his thumbs gently into the bottoms of my feet, then ran his hands along my heel to my ankle. Chills crept through me at his skillful touch and I resisted the urge to make more noises that would probably confirm Lucifer's suspicions that I was some kind of whore.

"Master want Niki to bring something for him?" He asked. I considered that, then nodded.

"Yeah, actually. I'll make a list of food for you to grab... Actually, some other supplies as well. I think I'm going to tinker around here with some of the artificial's blood." I replied. Niki nodded obediently and didn't even question my need for food. I wasn't about to eat what was being cooked in the kitchen down the hall for numerous reasons. One of which included the fact that Hannibal and Blaine were making the meal and I'd sooner swallow Titan cock than eat anything their filthy hands had touched.

Oh, I knew all about Hannibal's road to recovery, but I didn't give two shits. It didn't change what he did and it didn't change my hatred for him. Everyone else could fall in love with him, but not me. Once he'd made the mistake of laying hands on Abel, he'd invoked my eternal hatred.

And Blaine? I should've never given him to Cerberus. Had I kept Blaine in my dungeons for the rest of eternity, Cerberus would have continued to be who he had been. He'd be my son and he wouldn't have had his eyes opened to the monster I was. But, damn it, Blaine had to come along and pull the veil from Cerberus's eyes. Now he saw me for who I was and he loathed me from the core of his artificial soul.

That just made this situation a hundred times worse. Not only was I trapped in the same house as all of my sons and Lucifer and his children, but all of their lovers as well. My stomach churned in disgust at the thought of what they were doing with their free time.

Eventually, I left the tub and went to the room that had officially become mine four days ago. I dried off with a towel as Niki left to fetch my list of supplies. I pulled on a pair of black jeans and a loose black sweater, reaching up to rake my wet hair back from my face when I heard someone knock on the door. I narrowed my eyes and glared in that direction. I wanted to set my own locks on the door, but that would require magic and I had vowed the moment I woke up that I wouldn't use any magic in order to conserve it for when the Titans decided to launch their attack on Hell, which would be any day now.